Pious XII was too neutral to mention the gas chambers; decent people like my own family were turned into devils by crude Christianity.
I was not allowed a physical lover. Falling in love with Love was the best I could get.
Early on I saw the repression and idolatry of Stalinism, and when it cracked, I was open to religion again.
I began to see that my problems, seen spiritually, were really my soul's plusses.
When you do a good turn you feel rich, even if you are broke.
I have ended as a Reform Rabbi, grateful to Christianity for so many good things.